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Monday, September 21, 2015

Love and Mercy (2014): Heroes and Villains

Love and Mercy is an intriguing and entertaining movie that covers a lot of ground. Ostensibly a biopic, the film gives us a thrilling peek into the creative process of a musical genius and simultaneously a frightful glimpse into a disintegrating mind. At the same time, it’s a tale of abuse and redemption, a love story, and an account of the ascension and decline of a storied rock band. The music ain’t bad, either. Love and Mercy had its theatrical release last June, and has just been released for home viewing (Blue-ray, dvd, streaming, etc.). I’ve seen it twice – in my local movie palace shortly after its release, and again last week at home. – I loved it both times.

Love and Mercy is the second feature directed by Bill Pohlad, the first being the unsuccessful, forgotten Old Explorers, a quarter century ago. In the interim, he’s been a successful producer, associated with such films as Brokeback Mountain (2005), Into The Wild (2007), Twelve Years A Slave (2013) and Wild (2014).  So he knows a good story when he sees one.

Brian Wilson was the architect of the Beach Boys sound, the writer of most of their songs, and the lead voice on many. Wilson wrote pop gems likeSurfer Girl, Don’t Worry Baby, I Get Around, In My Room, Help Me Rhonda, Wouldn't It Be Nice, God Only Knows, Caroline No, Heroes and Villains, and of course Good Vibrations. Like Paul McCartney, his strong suit is melody, but he is also revered for arranging those beautiful Beach Boys harmonies, and some of his lyrics are as evocative as his tunes.


Wilson was an incredible talent, no doubt about it. He was also introverted, diffident and seemingly ill-suited to the stress of constant touring and the glam pop star life. In 1965, he stopped touring with his band, preferring to focus on composing and studio work. The result was the Beach Boys classic album, Pet Sounds, released in the summer of 1966, considered one of the greatest pop albums of all time, and the megahit song Good Vibrations, released a few months later. How Brian Wilson created these masterworks is a central focus of Love and Mercy.

But in the midst of this process, Brian was beginning to fall apart.  It turns out he was bipolar, and the symptoms of his (undiagnosed) illness were becoming florid. He was obsessive, he was confused, his behavior became more and more erratic. On top of that, like many others in his generation of rock icons, he was consuming large quantities of drugs. To what extent the drugs triggered Wilson’s breakdown is unclear, but there is little question that self-medication exacerbated it. In the ensuing years, he largely dropped out of the music scene, went into and out of multiple treatment programs, spent years as a virtual recluse, split from his family, grew increasingly obese, and so forth.

Famously, Brian Wilson began treatment with radical psychologist Eugene Landy in the mid-1970s, initially for about a year and again a few years later for nearly a decade from the early 1980s until 1991.  Landy initially helped to bring Brian back from the brink, but eventually became a Svengali figure, misdiagnosing his condition, plying him with massive quantities of inappropriate medications, and managing all aspects of his life 24/7, including his financial affairs, his music projects, where he went, who he saw, what he ate, everything.  Eventually, Brian was freed from Landy’s control, got proper treatment and was able to regain control over his life - and his music.

As you’d imagine, the full story of that life is pretty damn complicated. (Whose life is not?) There’s abuse at the hands of Brian’s controlling, disapproving father, Murray; forming a band in 1961with his two brothers, his cousin and a friend; the rapid rise to stardom at age twenty with the Beach Boys’ surfing and car songs; his first marriage and the birth of his children; drug and alcohol abuse; psychological disintegration; years of oppressive control by Dr. Landy; a remarkable and transformative romance with (eventual second wife) Melinda Ledbetter (not to mention her own backstory); and Brian's eventual reemergence and resurrection.

Rather than providing us with a standard chronology of that life from childhood through old-age, as in films such as Walk the Line (2005) [about Johnny Cash] or Ray (2004) [about Ray Charles],  which typically focus on musical performances interspersed with behind the scenes vignettes from throughout the subject's life; director Bill Pohlad was after something else. Brian Wilson was not an especially dynamic performer, so filling a movie with lots of concert footage would not get at the essence of his story. Instead, Pohlad decided that the movie needed to focus on Brian's mind – his creative genius and his inner turmoil.

But how do you capture genius? Or a descent into mental illness? (And is there a connection between the two?) How do you incorporate sufficient personal and historical context to make a compelling, relatable story, a drama that engages our emotions, and provides an abiding sense of Brian Wilson's struggles and redemption? Pohlad’s solution was to focus on two key moments in Brian Wilson’s life: the period 1965-66 when Brian was creating his masterpiece and simultaneously descending into his personal hell; and the period in the late 1980s when he met Melinda and escaped the clutches of Landy with her help. The picture flips back and forth between these two times – but it’s never confusing.

For one thing, Pohlad uses two different actors to play Wilson. Paul Dano (Ruby Sparks [2012]) plays young Brian, and while not a doppelganger, is actually made up and styled to look quite a bit like him. Dano brilliantly captures the twenty-three year old’s creative exuberance, his professional perfectionism, and the dawning recognition that the music he’s hearing in his head, which he is bringing to life in the studio, really is something new and special. At the same time, he conveys Brian’s anxiety, his loneliness and sense of alienation, and his terror and confusion as his mental illness increasingly asserts itself.

John Cusack has the role of the older Brian twenty some years later – a shell of his former self, a soulful, but beaten-down child-man, a guy on a very short leash held by his therapist, manager, and   controller, Eugene Landy, Ph.D. (Paul Giamatti).  Cusack conveys Brian Wilson physically and emotionally, without looking much like him. We first meet this incarnation - referred to in the credits as “Brian Wilson-Future” - at an L.A. Cadillac dealership where he meets saleswoman Melinda Ledbetter (Elizabeth Banks). Although trailed by his entourage of so-called bodyguards - in reality, his keepers – Brian manages some alone time with Melinda in a vehicle, where he somewhat awkwardly connects with her and slips her a little note, before being corralled by Landy and escorted away. The note reads “lonely, scared, frightened”.  Only later does Melinda learn that this strange yet compelling man is a celebrity. As played by Cusack, future Brian has a haunted, almost brooding look. We can see that there is a person inside trying get out, but the guy is so damaged and constrained by uncertainty and overmedication that expressing himself is a Herculean struggle. Brian seems to sense, however, that Melinda is worth struggling for.

Aside from the two different actors, scenes with “Brian Wilson – Past” and “Brian Wilson – Future” are also recognizably different because of their different points of view. The story of 23-year-old Brian is seen from his point of view, inside his head so to speak. The story of middle-aged Brian is largely from Melinda's perspective, and we empathize with him through her.

It should not be surprising that sound plays an important role in a film about a musician, but the use of sound and music in Love and Mercy is truly remarkable - a primary reason that the picture works so well. For example, Pohlad and composer Atticus Ross (who, with Trent Reznor, did the music for The Social Network and The Hunger Games), are able to encapsulate the pre-1965 musical history of Brian and the Beach Boys at the very outset of the movie via brief samplings of their hits coupled with a rapid collage of images, all in about one minute. During the 1965-66 sequences in particular, the sound design makes us feel like we are eavesdropping on Brian Wilson's mind. Brian suffered from auditory hallucinations. These may have informed his musical creativity, but they were also a leading symptom of his illness. During moments when he is composing or working with studio musicians (including the renowned Wrecking Crew), we too can hear the music in his head. As he explains the sound that he is looking for to his musicians, we've already heard it - or snippets of it, at least. Sometimes Brian will insist on rehearsing a section over and over again, until it starts to seem obsessive – until we hear the finished product, that is, when it sounds just perfect.  I found this exhilarating. 

But we are also inside his head sometimes when Brian's hallucinations are freaking him out. His fear and confusion at such moments are tangible to us. For example, at a celebratory dinner party following the successful release of Good Vibrations, in which everyone is happily talking and eating, Brian stops hearing the conversation – instead, he hears only the sounds of forks and knives clinking and scraping, getting louder and louder, until he has to jump up and shout STOP! and runs out of the room.  I totally got it – I was about to do the same!

The soundscape is interesting in other ways, too. If you watch this at home, and particularly if you have any sort of home theater system, I recommend that you turn the volume up fairly high. Not only will this enhance some of the above-described effects, but it will allow you to pick up some of the background sound, which you might otherwise miss. For example, during quite a few of the 1965 sequences, such  as at the recording studio, by the pool, in Brian's living room, or wherever music is playing – the music that Brian, the band or their friends were listening to at the time could quietly be heard, on my system at least, from my rear speakers, even while the relevant conversations were taking place "in front" of me. Almost seemed like I was there.

In addition to his internal demons, Wilson had to struggle with multiple antagonists in the “outside” world. Before Dr. Landy, there was Murray Wilson (Bill Camp), an arrogant, overbearing and occasionally violent bully of a father, from whom Brian vainly sought approval or at least respect, and with whom he had a love-hate relationship not unlike that of Mozart with his Papa.  And as Brian became more and more obsessive and esoteric with his musical compositions, he provoked increasing opposition and even animosity from the other Beach Boys, especially his cousin, Mike Love (Jake Abel), who couldn’t understand the increasingly trippy and “arty” song lyrics (“What the hell does ‘sunny down snuff I’m all right’ mean?”) and resented the increasing reliance on studio musicians to the exclusion of the Beach Boys themselves.

While the 1965 sequences are about the interplay between Brian Wilson's most creative period and his psychological disintegration, the late 1980s portion of the movie depicts both the pathos and the drama of Wilson's nadir and resurrection: Landy’s shameful appropriation of Brian’s life, fortune and career, and the effort it took to set Brian free. 

Paul Giamatti has played his share of bad guys over the years - it seems to be a subspecialty for him.  Dr. Gene Landy may be his sleaziest villain yet, with a performance ranging from quiet, almost charming duplicity to raging psychopathic monster.  Giamatti plays a somewhat similar character in this year’s Straight Outta Compton - as NWA’s manager, Jerry Heller - but where Heller was merely greedy, Landy is pure evil. While he did not cause Brian Wilson’s downfall – the mental illness and substance abuse long preceded Landy’s appearance on the scene – lordy, he sure took advantage, and once in control he would not let go.  Not willingly, at any rate.

Love and Mercy starts with Brian's meeting with Melinda and over the course of the movie paints a fascinating and moving portrait of their lovely, convoluted romance, and of her gutsy efforts on his behalf.  Melinda’s character may be bit too good to be true (or so it seemed to me); but Elizabeth Banks gives a fine, sympathetic and ultimately rousing performance that helps end Love and Mercy on a high note. (And with her warmth and beauty, she also has leaped onto my ever-expanding cinema girlfriend list.)


You don’t have to be a Beach Boys aficionado to like Love and Mercy.  But bits and pieces of many of Brian Wilson’s  most enchanting songs do fill out the soundtrack of this film. There’s an especially lovely bit where Paul Dano, as young Brian, touchingly sings the newly penned God Only Knows, accompanying himself on piano.  There’s another scene near the end of the movie where we see Wilson lying on his massive bed staring up at the ceiling; initially it’s middle aged Brian, but then it’s 23-year old Brian and then it’s Brian as a little kid, and then back up the age ladder; Brian envisions moments from throughout his troubled life and is integrating all that’s happened to him. The soundtrack is playing ‘Til I Die, an introspective song about uncertainty that Wilson and the Beach Boys recorded in 1966, with a repeated coda, “ These things I’ll be until I die, These things I’ll be until I die, … “ 

If you are not very familiar with this stuff, I imagine you may be won over.

121 minutes

Available streaming from Amazon Instant Video, iTunes, Vudu, Xfinity OnDemand (pricey), and on DVD/Blue-ray from Netflix

Thursday, September 10, 2015

Mistress America (2015): Funny, Not So Screwy Screwball Comedy


Mistress America is the second collaborative feature co-written by Noah Baumbach and Greta Gerwig, starring the latter and directed by the former, following 2012’s Frances Ha [review]. The new film bears similarities to Francis Ha, but feels more assured, more complete. Plus, being a bit more commercial, it’s in color! It’s also a lot funnier. 

The first half of this tight 84 minute character-driven movie introduces us to the dramatis personae and provides the setup. There are two main characters, but a handful of other new and old friends, neighbors and even a nemesis or two to make things interesting. The second half starts as a road trip and winds up with a memorable screwball-inspired set piece in an upscale home in Greenwich Connecticut. 

Gerwig plays a young 30-year-old millennial named Brooke - a character with issues not unlike Frances' in that she clearly has yet to "grow up" and find her footing.  But to Gerwig’s credit, Brooke does not look, sound or act like Frances.  She is a new and indelible creation: a quirky, funny, beguiling girl/woman, with a bold, self-assured personality – an act, actually, which masks vulnerability and self doubt.  Many of Brooke’s friends and contemporaries have married, perhaps moved to the suburbs, taken responsible jobs, are having babies, and generally behaving more and more like grown-ups, while she lives gypsy-like in an unauthorized (i.e. illegal) funky-stylish New York loft, may or may not have a boyfriend (he’s abroad), and holds down the occasional part-time gig but has no career.  All of this weighs on her. On the flipside, Brooke is creative, energetic, outspoken, vivacious to the point of effervescence, and full of life.

Lonely, insecure, 18-year-old Barnard freshman Tracy (Lola Kirke ), on meeting Brooke for the first  time sees all of this, but is wowed and charmed by those latter qualities.Tracy feels like an outsider and tentative about most everything, while Brooke has pizzazz, her life is an adventure, she is fun to be with. Their first meeting turns into a full day together – the most memorable experience of Tracy's young life. She latches on to Brooke as a kind of Robin to the former’s Batman. Fatefully, Brooke also becomes Tracy's muse and the subject of a short story she writes for the campus literary magazine (Tracy is an aspiring writer).


Brooke has plans to open a fabulous, yet cozy gathering-place sort of restaurant in trendy Brooklyn. A place where the food takes you back to your childhood, a comfortable place where people from the neighborhood want to hang out because it feels like home, a place where the waitstaff mingles with the customers, a warm and fuzzy place where you can bring your babies or your pets, get your hair cut … what? Anyway, Brooke has investors, and for once in her life she's determined to follow through with one of her brilliant ideas and make this happen.

The problem is, one of the investors drops out, and Brooke needs to raise a bunch of money fast. What to do? Ask a psychic, of course. This leads to the Greenwich roadtrip, which in turn ushers in Baumbach and Gerwig’s screwball comedy homage.  Brooke needs to appeal for dough to her very rich former beau, Dylan, while confronting Mamie-Claire, Dylan’s wife and Brooke’s former BFF (who swiped not only her boyfriend but Brooke’s cats and a lucrative business idea, too, and is now her “nemesis”). Tracy comes along for moral support, along with her friend, Tony (because he has a car), shadowed by his paranoid girlfriend, Nicolette. Then there's Mamie-Claire’s very pregnant friend Karen, whose husband has forgotten to pick her up after the literary club meeting, and Harold, a resentful neighbor, popping in for a house tour. In short, a delightful confusion of characters. Everyone’s got an agenda, everyone has something to say, and the dialogue flies along.

While not as completely silly or madcap as some of the classics, such as Bringing up Baby (1938) or His Gal Friday  (1940) - the finale is perhaps closer to Palm Beach Story (1942) or Twentieth Century (1934) in tone - Mistress America manages to use the exquisite chaos of the Greenwich scenes to seriously delve a little, revealing a bit  more of Brooke behind her masks, as well as a deeper understanding of Tracy, who is less of a baby than she may have appeared. There is some moralizing about the ethics of authors appropriating the persona of people they know for their art, but this is less interesting than just getting to know these people.

Greta Gerwig is establishing herself as one of America's great young actresses. Brooke is just a  wonderful creation. She looks, acts and talks in a grandiose and somewhat stilted manner, with an affect completely unlike Gerwig’s Frances Ha. (I  recently also saw Gerwig in 2014’s The Humbling, where she plays opposite Al Pacino, and she is altogether different in that role as well).  Brooke is charismatic, energetic, and would be the center of attention even if she didn't demand it. At first, and at various times throughout Mistress America, she seems childish and narcissistic – making pronouncements (often hilarious) about anything and everything, most of which commencing with "I", as in “I hear everything;" or "I'll probably end up doing something depressing, but young."  And while at times, Brooke seems oblivious to who she is, how she comes across, or even the presence of others (except as her audience) – she will then turn around and let us know that she IS aware, that she does hear and listen, and that she appreciates how most everyone else has "advanced" in life while she is treading water. She longs to belong, to create a community or be part of one, to be less of a free spirit and more of the creative force, to come of age – but she is unsure how. For all her magnificent bravado, she is lonely and insecure. At one point, Dylan tells her: "Whatever you're doing, it's working." Brooke responds, "No … it isn't."


But my, is she ever quotable! My favorite  [to college students concerned about infidelity within their (incipient) relationships]: "There's no adultery when you're eighteen. You should all be touching each other all the time."

There was quite a bit of after-chat about Mistress America in my group, as we walked out of the theater.  One reason was the clever way the film presented us with multiple perspectives of Brooke to chew on: Brook’s self image, Tracy’s perception of Brooke as her friend and as a writer (and as quasi-narrator of the story), Brooke through the eyes of some of the other characters – who clearly let us in on their opinions through words and expressions, and our own (or Baumbach’s) take on her, since some of her scenes are for our eyes and ears only, most notably one near the end in which she takes a call from her father out of earshot of Tracy and the others.

In addition to Gerwig the entire ensemble was excellent, especially Kirke as a believable Tracy,  Michael Chernus as Dylan, Mathew Shear as Tony, and Heather Lind as Mamie-Claire. I’d single out whoever played the psychic, but that actor does not seem to be credited.


In wide release  -  84 minutes